No Time to Die was well worth the wait.

It’s dumb. It’s loud. It barely makes a lick of sense. But unlike its predecessor, Venom: Let There Be Carnage is also a heck of a lot of fun.

Copshop shoots up the screen with jovially pitch-black bravado.

Shang-Chi kicks butt, just not enough of it to fully satisfy.

Yakuza Princess never does enough to earn the throne.

The Protégé is an aggressively nasty actioner that fearlessly mucks around in the mud while embracing practically all of its cartoonishly pulpy attributes.

While I’m no gamer, Free Guy is one breezily intoxicating expedition into the unknown I wish I could pick up a controller and play for myself, and that’s a compliment.

Car chases. Shootouts. Brutal fights, many of them between multiple adversaries wielding clubs, knives and all sorts of slice-and-dice weaponry. It’s all here, and every bit is glorious.

Mortal Kombat never delivers on any of its promise, and I’m honestly not sure that if a sequel ends up getting made I’d want to take the time to watch it.